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Samson's Bad Hair Day
02:43
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I have days where I leap over mountains
And days where I stumble on roots
I have days where they’re all numbered
the goose is cooked, plucked and outnumbered
We put Samson to shame as we wrestle our lions
I have days where I break my back under feathers
But I won’t let me be fettered
I want days where the sky is my bench press
I want days where Newton’s got nothing on me
Where Newton’s got nothing on me - No pressure!
We put Samson to shame as we wrestle our lions
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Resistance is Futile
02:11
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Single-handedly I lay waste to battalions of shipwrecked memories
Arms flailing, I send tremors down their ranks as they fold me into the shape I am
I’ll never bow down to their command
Defiance has only taken me this far
Open mind under open skies, waves closing in over me
Burning chest
Struggling for breath
Heart sinking like Atlantis
Open the bilge pumps
Let the ocean swallow me
Bar the door
Close your eyes
Resistance is futile
The present will always present itself as past
So give chase!
Give chase to the demons and play the cards at hand
Pray for miracles as I stand witness
Refusing the president of the precedent preside over me, as I proceed
to hold the future hostage.
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Validate Salvations
02:24
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Throughout years of history their epics became epidemic
Forced mankind to listen to their ethical abuse
I quote the great general’s "veni vidi"... what the fuck?
Because I came and I saw, but I couldn't believe my eyes
Validate salvations
with a bloodstained catechize
Justify oppression
with books comprised of lies
Convert the apostates
Carve out scriptures with a sword
Since deity promulgates that man shall be made lord
There is no calm before the storm
(For we are the storm)
So come on Mr Durden, let's talk about it... the celebration of salutary violence
We've taught them the pleasure of killing for fun,
and the checks of the tongue are cashed by the teeth
Round ‘em up
Bring ‘em in
String ‘em up
Do them in
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Scorched Earth Policy
04:01
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Is there a more valuable lesson than the one of human stupidity?
The world is so warm it has us all in a cold sweat
So let’s feed the fury, feel the pain
We need solutions to decrease our efficiency
With which we prey on earth
It will all be over soon
There will always be the privileged
There will always be the poor
But some things won’t ever change
There will always be a princess
There will always be a whore
Some things won’t ever change
There will always be the privileged
There will always be the poor
Unless we change
We have come so far
We don’t know how to end
We don’t know where to start
When our pets are at peace
And our children at war
So be the change
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In Case of Ire Gothenburg, Sweden
We are a male-fronted melodic hardcore band from the west coast of Sweden. After quite a few ifs, buts, and years we managed
to put together a few songs.
Read a book, stay angry.
Eli Hedman: Drums
Sebastian Rosell: Guitar
Daniel Castro: Guitar
Joel Laveborn: Vocals and bass
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